“The places we have known do not belong solely to the world of space in which we situate them for our greater convenience. They were only a thin slice among contiguous impressions which formed our life at that time; the memory of a certain image is but regret for a certain moment; and houses, roads, avenues are as fleeting, alas, as the years.” (Proust, Swann’s Way)
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I am a Doctoral Researcher in English Literature at the University of Edinburgh, a general factotum, and tea-jenny (sometimes with cake). Former Registered Nurse. Also can be found rambling/hiking, reading, sewing, watching 'Gilmore Girls', feeding my 'Civilization' addiction, or punishing myself on my trusty rowing machine in my ongoing mission to burn off the mid-life spread.
Has "a nursey face" (random patient, 1999) - still working out if that was a compliment or not.
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